Day 4 -Favorite Reaper

Day 4 - Favorite reaper

Yashiro, since she is so dedicated to getting that promotion, it’s adorable. I imagine her finally getting one and being way too overjoyed on that day.

Man I miss Laura’s goth look 😟

After learning that he and his siblings would be getting time off to relax for a little while, Strife decided that exploring Earth and seeing how Humanity has changed would be a nice experience.

As he journeyed, he kept hearing of a concert that many humans have been showing much excitement over. Curious as to why, the Rider of the White Horse decided to do some research. Song after song, video after video, Strife would gain an come to understand why people would be excited for what some would describe as a sound of "Order and Chaos clashing and mixing."

As he was going about getting his ticket, the Horseman had an idea. Many say that seeing a concert by yourself is one thing, but seeing it with people close to you can almost enhance the experience and make it more memorable. So the Gungslinger bought not just one ticket, but four.

For reference I guess, here's pictures of the all the bands. In order they are: GWAR, Mudvayne, Mushroomhead, and Slipknot.

Hey Hori! Hope your day is going well!

Here's something funny to imagine: The Horsemen get couple days off, or something like that, so Strife decides to get them tickets to a concert with a line-up people have only dreamed of. What would you say is the Horsemen's reactions to seeing this guy up on stage with the rest of Slipknot?

Death: Humanity certainly has….’taste’

Strife: Pffft, that guy pulls off the “hard metal reaper” look better then you, old man.

War: What I don’t understand is why this is considered music? What is the purpose of this screaming, if not for a cry to arms?

Fury: Not everyone understands art, little brother.

Shiozaki for @davontewagner

I imagine it went like:

“Brother!”

“Sister!”

*affectionate headbutt*

That’s how I greet people sometimes too.

Anyways, my specialty is finding things that don’t matter and wondering about them.

the real well of souls was the friends we made along the way